Chapter 102 : The Wei Clan's Majestic Mountain

In the blink of an eye, another half a month had passed.

On this day, three thousand Li-lengths [one Li-length equals five hundred meters] to the west of the Bianyang Mountain Range, a majestic spiritual mountain, a thousand Zhang-lengths [one Zhang-length equals three point three three meters] tall, stood imposingly.

This mountain was named Heavenly Peak, its spirit vein of a Second Rank High Grade tier. It served as the mountain gate of the Wei Immortal Clan.

As the foremost of the five great Foundation Establishment Immortal Clan in Boyang County, the Wei Clan's strength was formidable. Within the clan, there were not only eleven Foundation Establishment Cultivators, but even two great cultivators at the Foundation Establishment, Late Stage.

With this level of power alone, the Wei Immortal Clan could rival half of Yu County.

Compared to Yu County, which bordered the Hundred-Thousand-Mile Wilderness, the cultivation world of Boyang County was more prosperous, somewhat similar to Feng County. Yet, it had only five great Foundation Establishment Immortal Clans. The primary reason was that the Wei Clan monopolized six Second Rank Spirit Veins.

This was only because a Purple Mansion Immortal Clan held sway over Boyang County; otherwise, the Wei Immortal Clan would likely have already claimed half the territory of the entire county.

At this moment, within the Clan Grand Hall of the Wei Immortal Clan, several figures were assembled.

The lowest cultivation among them was at the Foundation Establishment, Mid Stage, each exuding a profound aura. They were all renowned figures within Boyang County.

Just then, a man clad in Daoist robes turned to another beside him and spoke, "For what matter have we been summoned this time?" Find thousands of chapters at audio-novel dot com.

"This matter is not insignificant," said the man, whose cultivation was at the Foundation Establishment, Mid Stage [the fourth major stage of cultivation, where one builds a stable foundation for their future path], with a faint smile. "Not long ago, I received intelligence that a small Mysterious Iron Vein [a deposit of a rare, spiritually conductive metal used in crafting magical tools] has been discovered in Yu County." "An Mysterious Iron Vein in Yu County?" someone frowned, unable to hold back. "That would be a matter for the major immortal clans of Yu County. What does it have to do with us?"

The man's smile deepened slightly. "What if I told you that vein lies less than seven thousand Li-length [one Li-length equals five hundred meters] from our territory?"

"Within seven thousand Li-length!"

Upon hearing this, looks of delight appeared on the faces of those present.

A beautiful woman seated nearby nodded in agreement. "If it is within that range, then we certainly have grounds to contest it."

This woman was one of the two Foundation Establishment, Late Stage cultivators within the Wei Clan, and her words carried almost the weight of a final decision.

It was at this moment that Patriarch Wei opened his eyes, which had been closed in contemplation, and finally spoke, his expression unreadable.

"Which clan currently holds this Mysterious Iron Vein?"

The man answered, "According to the reports, it is the Chen Clan of Green Chariot Mountain."

"The Chen Clan?" Patriarch Wei shook his head. "Let us speak of this no more. That vein is not worth pursuing."

"Why?"

"That is a Mysterious Iron Vein."

The others were unwilling to accept this, and the man could not help but ask.

They did not understand, and the beautiful woman also said, "With our strength, can we not even take down a mere Chen Clan?"

"If it were any other family in Yu County, or even if the Lin Clan had occupied the vein, we could simply seize it. But the Chen Clan is different."

Patriarch Wei shook his head and continued, "Our Yang Province has little interaction with Bianzhou, so I fear you do not yet understand this Chen Immortal Clan."

"That Chen Thalion is a Second Rank High Grade Formation Master and possesses a set of Separated Flame Soul-Burning Formation. It is said that not even three Foundation Establishment, Late Stage cultivators working together could stand against it."

"Then there is Eldrin Chen, who achieved Foundation Establishment on his own at barely twenty years of age. In the dozen or so years since, he has slain over a dozen Foundation Establishment cultivators from both the human and demonic races. His thunderous methods may even surpass those of Chen Thalion."

"Such a fierce and lethal star, if he does not meet an early demise, likely has a fifty or sixty percent chance of breaking through to the Purple Mansion [a profound cultivation stage where one's spiritual foundation solidifies into a mystical inner palace]."

"We have no certainty of being able to kill him. To provoke such an enemy over a single Mysterious Iron Vein would likely be a path to disaster."

Upon hearing his words, the group suddenly felt a chill of cold sweat trickling down their spines. Most Foundation Establishment Cultivator [a cultivator who has solidified their foundation on the path of cultivation] would struggle to slay a single peer of equal realm in their entire lifetime. Someone as ruthlessly efficient as Eldrin Chen was truly a rare sight.

Foundation Establishment Cultivator [a cultivator who has solidified their foundation on the path of cultivation] possessed formidable means of escape; even when besieged by two or three adversaries of similar strength, their chances of fleeing remained high. Not everyone could be like Eldrin Chen, who always seemed to seize those fleeting, ephemeral opportunities to deliver a fatal strike.

The beautiful matron also fell silent for a moment, a trace of belated fear in her voice. "That Eldrin Chen, daring to attempt Foundation Establishment [the process of solidifying one's cultivation foundation] on his own at the mere age of twenty, must possess a ruthless and decisive character. To provoke him recklessly would indeed be unwise."

Seeing that he had dissuaded the group's intentions, the Feng Clan's Clan Patriarch [the male leader of a family or clan] nodded in satisfaction. He then turned his gaze to the man who had delivered the report.

"Is the messenger still here?"

The man wiped his brow and hurriedly replied, "He awaits in the guest hall at the mountain's foot, anticipating his reward." Support the author by reading on audio–novel.com.

"Excellent. That simplifies matters." The Feng Clan's Clan Patriarch [the male leader of a family or clan] turned to face the others, a faint smile gracing his lips. "Seize that man. I shall personally deliver him to the Chen Clan [the Chen family, a clan of cultivators]. It will serve as a fitting gift for our first meeting."

"We and the Chen Clan [the Chen family, a clan of cultivators] are both immortal clans of the Chu Kingdom [a kingdom within the cultivation world]. If we can foster goodwill, we may find mutual support in the days to come."

On this day, at Dark Iron Mountain [a mountain rich in dark iron ore].

With a resonant *shing* of steel, Eldrin Chen summoned forth the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss [a magical sword imbued with the power of separated flame]. He drove it into the mountainside, carving a sheer, hundred-zhang-long [one Zhang-length equals three point three three meters] scar of gleaming stone across the rock face.

He was reshaping the terrain, using his immortal sword to carve mountain paths, forging a suitable living environment for the mortals who would come later.

Not only him, in order to transform the environment of Dark Iron Mountain and clear out the venomous insects and fierce beasts within the mountain, the majority of the Chen Clan's Qi Refinement, Late Stage cultivators had been mobilized, and even Lior Chen had come to assist.

This was an unavoidable necessity. The environment in the Eastern Wastelands was harsh, especially in these remote Second Rank Spirit Vein occupied by demonic beasts. Nourished by the spiritual energy, many of the venomous insects and fierce beasts were creatures of a ferocious nature.

If they were not thoroughly cleansed, even if ten thousand people were relocated, they likely would not survive more than a few months.

After the venomous creatures were cleared, setting up formations to repel insects on this Dark Iron Mountain and regularly scattering insect-repelling powder would make it habitable for mortals.

In truth, the migration journey itself would not be easy. Even with the clan arranging for numerous cultivators to provide meticulous care along the way, and even if they were coated head-to-toe in repellent powder, perhaps only seventy or eighty percent of them would ultimately arrive here alive.

It was cruel, yet it was reality. The clan provided shelter for its members, and these descendants of the Chen Immortal Clan must also contribute to the clan.

"Sigh, better to relocate fewer people. Let us move only three thousand and allow them to multiply here,"

Eldrin Chen thought to himself with a sigh.

At that very moment, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he lifted his gaze towards the distant sky.

In the void, a streak of flowing light tore across the heavens, heading straight for Dark Iron Mountain.

"Hmph—"

In that instant, a great cauldron flew out from Dark Iron Mountain, revealing itself to be the formation tool Earth-Fortress Abyssal Cauldron. The cauldron unfurled an earthen-yellow light curtain, shielding the spirit mountain.

Simultaneously, the Verdant Wood Divine Thunder Banner flew out once more, with the faint, gathering power of the First Wood Divine Thunder [a divine thunder technique harnessing the power of primordial wood] palpable in the air.

Just as the First Wood Divine Thunder was about to be unleashed, the streak of light abruptly halted mid-air. The Clan Patriarch of the Feng Immortal Clan [the Feng family, a clan of immortal cultivators] called out loudly.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, stay your hand! This old man bears no ill intent."

"Oh?"

"Who are you, and what business brings you here?"

Eldrin Chen frowned slightly and halted the activation of the Verdant Wood and Earth-Fortress Formation.

Seeing him stand down, the Wei Immortal Clan elder let out a sigh of relief. He descended on his sword radiance before Dark Iron Mountain and smiled with a kindly, benevolent expression.

"This old man is named Varen Wei [the patriarch of the Wei Immortal Clan], and I am the Clan Patriarch [the head of a cultivation family] of the Wei Immortal Clan [a family of cultivators] from Tian'e Mountain in Boyang County. You need not be overly concerned, for I come bearing goodwill."

"If you doubt my words, see who this is."

Eldrin Chen focused his gaze and saw that the person tossed before him was none other than Chen Silvan. At this moment, his clansman lay sprawled on the ground in a most undignified state, his eyes darting about, utterly unable to meet Eldrin Chen's stern gaze. The story continues at audio-novel[dot]com.